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Fergal Dunne
Fergal Dunne
(Ireland)
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Friendly Fire
Poppies fallen and crushed
Floated on still pools of muddy water.
Across a barren bloodscape,
The talent of a thousand
Wasted,
By the madness of a few.
A whistle called them to death.
The silent guns came to life
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A heartbreaking melodious song! Heartfelt lines move the heart of the reader. Fantastic!